obmar
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Why some people Should Never Be Allowed To Travel?Why some people Should Never Be Allowed To Travel?
The following are actual stories provided by travel agents:
I had someone ask for an aisle seat so that her hair wouldn't get messed up by being near the window.
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A client called in inquiring about a package to Hawaii . After going over
all the cost info, she asked, "Would it be cheaper to fly to California and then take the train to Hawaii ?"
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I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown. I started to
explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she
interrupted me with "I'm not trying to make you look stupid, but Capetown is in Massachusetts . "Without trying to make her look like the stupid one,I calmly explained, "Capecod is in Massachusetts , Capetown is in Africa ."
Her response ... click.
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A man called, furious about a Florida package we did. I asked what was wrong with the vacation in Orlando . He said he was expecting an ocean-view room. I tried to explain that is not possible, since Orlando is in the middle of the state. He replied, "Don't lie to me. I looked on the map and Florida is a very thin state."
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I got a call from a man who asked, "Is it possible to see England from
Canada ?" I said, "No." He said "But they look so close on the map."
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Another man called and asked if he could rent a car in Dallas . When I
pulled up the reservation, I noticed he had a 1-hour lay over in Dallas .
When I asked him why he wanted to rent a car, he said, "I heard Dallas was a big airport, and I need a car to drive between the gates to save time."
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A nice lady just called. She needed to know how it was possible that her flight from Detroit left at 8:20am and got into Chicago at 8:33am. I tried to explain that Michigan was an hour ahead of llinois, but she could not understand the concept of time zones. Finally I told her the plane went very fast, and she bought that!!!
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A woman called and asked, "Do airlines put your physical description on your bag so they know who's luggage belongs to who?" I said, "No, why do you ask?" She replied, "Well, when I checked in with the airline, they put a tag on my luggage that said FAT, and I'm overweight, is there any connection?" After putting her on hold for a minute while I "looked into it" (I was actually laughing) I came back and explained the city code for Fresno is FAT, and that the airline was just putting a destination tag on her luggage.
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I just got off the phone with a man who asked, "How do I know which plane to get on?" I asked him what exactly he meant, which he replied, "I was told my flight number is 823, but none of these darn planes have numbers on them."
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A woman called and said, "I need to fly to Pepsi-cola on one of those
computer planes." I asked if she meant to fly to Pensacola on a commuter plane. She said, "Yeah, whatever."
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A businessman called and had a question about the documents he needed in order to fly to China . After a lengthy discussion about passports, I reminded him he needed a visa. "Oh no I don't, I've been to China many times and never had to have one of those." I double checked and sure enough, his stay required a visa. When I told him this he said, "Look, I've been to China four times and every time they have accepted my American Express."
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A woman called to make reservations, "I want to go from Chicago to
Hippopotamus, New York " The agent was at a loss for words. Finally, the agent: "Are you sure that's the name of the town?" "Yes, what flights do you have?" replied the customer. After some searching, the agent came back with, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I've looked up every airport code in the country and can't find a Hippopotamus anywhere." The customer retorted, "Oh don't be silly. Everyone knows where it is. Check your map!" The agent scoured a map of the state of New York and finally offered, "You don't mean Buffalo , do you?" "That's it! I knew it was a big animal!!!
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The Inquisitor
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Those are old ones, obmar, but good ones to be sure. I worked for Swissair for four years, so I have my own stories to add to that.
Normally, the Japanese take their vacation in groups. It's not uncommon to see dozens or more together on a tour and consequently, on the same flight. One day while watching one of these groups descend from the plane onto the tarmac (we didn't have tunnels connecting the planes back then in Geneva) I waited until the final straggler came off the plane. As he crossed in front of me to catch up with his tour group, I bowed to him. Of course, as is their custom, he stopped and bowed back.
Just as he was about to take off after the rest of the group, I bowed again. He bowed back. I bowed again. He bowed back. I bowed again. He bowed back. Oh, perhaps three minutes elapsed altogether while this was going on. The guy was literally frozen. He couldn't show disrespect to me by not bowing, but in the meantime, I had the entire bus load of Japanese tourists stranded waiting for this guy to hop on.
I've already told you about my adventures telling Muslims which way was East.
One day, the whole crew (there were four of us per crew, three plane loaders and a supervisor) decided not to speak a single word. We would just grunt and motion our instructions to each other (except when it was time to talk to the captain during start up). That was one of the most interesting days of my four years.
Several times there would be an extra baggage control at the base of the plane. The late 70s were towards the era when there were a lot of plane hijackings by different people and organizations, so every now and again the police would request a random baggage check on a flight. Everyone would have to claim their luggage for it to be loaded onto the plane. The problem would always arise with the Americans, especially little old ladies. Other plane loaders were always calling me over because these ladies would be jabbering away in English at 90 miles per hour, and of course, I was the only one who spoke fluent English. Most of the time these ladies would only be talking about their trip and what they saw, but of course, the plane loaders couldn't understand a word and didn't want to get into trouble by an angry passenger.
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obmar
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I would have a clue if they are old or not.
guess there wasnt internet 20 years ago,
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